From the beginning of civilization

Chapter 304 Will Fall

Tingyun nodded: "I see. I would like to thank Master Fu Xuan."

"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

"Hey, wait a moment." Fan suddenly said

Fu Xuan's face suddenly turned dark

Tingyun noticed this scene and smiled intriguedly: "Sir, why did you call me?"

"It's nothing. I'm just giving you something to protect yourself." As he said that, Fan threw something over.

Tingyun reached out to take one and found that it was a small drill-like decoration.

Fan's expression was very serious as he warned, "Remember this thing. You must carry it with you. It can save your life in a critical moment."

After hearing this, Tingyun was slightly stunned, then showed a businesslike smile, clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

"In that case, I will accept it. May I ask your name, sir?"

Fan replied, "My name is Fan, just one character."

"Then, Master Fan, I have something urgent to attend to, so I won't bother you any more." Tingyun bowed and passed by Fu Xuan, whispering, "Master Taifu, come on."

"You..." Fu Xuan's face flushed red as he stared at Tingyun.

When Tingyun saw Fu Xuan like this, he narrowed his eyes, like a little fox stealing a chicken.

Quickly left Jinren Lane.

Fu Xuan turned around and pointed at the people lined up in a row and said, "Now can you tell me what's going on?"

Fan shook the bottle of potion, which still had most of the medicine left. "Fu Xuan, this is the answer you want. This thing might be something your Xianzhou Alliance needs for a trade."

Fu Xuan had a cold face and said in a baby voice, "Fan, you bad guy."

Fan shook his head, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm not a bad guy. I'm telling you the truth."

"Also, I've always been curious about one thing."

"Fu Xuan, what will happen if the rope behind you is untied?"

"What will happen if the ropes on the back of the Grand Coachman are untied? Of course, the clothes will fall off. The Grand Coachman's clothes are all tied with the ropes on the back."

At this time, Qingque woke up slowly, his mind was a little confused, and when he heard Fan's question, he said it casually.

Fan nodded slowly, an expression of sudden enlightenment appearing on his face.

"I see. I should have thought of that earlier. Thank you, Xiao Que'er, for explaining it. I've learned something new."

Fu Xuan clenched his fists tightly and shouted, "Qingque!!!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Qingque suddenly reacted and shook his head back and forth.

Looking at Fu Xuan with an expressionless face, he was staring at her.

Suddenly remembering what he had just said, Qingque clasped his hands together and spoke tremblingly.

"Madam...Master Taifu, Qingque's action just now was unintentional. Just treat it as nothing and let Qingque go."

"Okay." Fu Xuan said softly, "But can you tell me why you are unconscious here? And what is this black drink on the table used for?"

Qingque was about to say something when he glanced at Fan.

Fan, who was drinking tea and playing with birds, looked up and said, "Just look at me and tell me what I am doing. It's not like this kind of thing is forbidden to talk about."

"Even if you didn't tell others here, they would have told others. The credit for this goes to Xiao Que'er."

Qingque pointed at him and asked with confused eyes: "Xiaoque'er, is it effective?"

"Yeah, don't you like it, little bird?" Fan responded.

Qingque waved her hands in panic, her face still flushed: "No, no, Xiaoqueer, I quite like it."